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Worn on the face when acting out fantasies, sometimes to block vision.

Focus

For those of you who have been following my blog and like some continuity, I'll briefly catch up before continuing.

I didn't get to orgasm on my birthday; The reason being, Sir gave me a special birthday beating which involved:

The Red Swimsuit

Sir keeps having this dream about me wearing a bright red swimsuit. In the dream he is teasing me, rubbing his cock against me, me moaning and writhing beneath him whilst he grinds against me. Mischievous little subbie that I am, I can never resist getting something if I know it would please him.

So fast forward to Saturday afternoon, he is walking up the stairs to my apartment, and I am posing in the hallway, my hands resting against the doorframe, wearing a killer red swimsuit, seamed fishnet stockings, high heels and the collar round my neck. He comes in through the front door, sees me, bites his lip whilst making that 'mmm, I'm going to fuck you' sound and the next thing I am on my back on the bed, holding my legs apart, getting impaled on his cock.

Dildo Spear Video

The first of our videos Slut and I did together is up. I use a dildo spear. It's rather long, so hopefully no one gets board. :P

http://sirandslut.blogspot.com/

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Being Taught a Lesson

I have a special fondness for this classic. It was probably one of the earliest stories I ever read on the subject, back in the early 90's. It comes across as a little juvenile now, but it had an important place in my early fantasies. I'm not sure of its specific origins, though; I'm just reposting it. Anyway, enough waffling. Enjoy!

Being Taught a Lesson

There can't be anything worse than being 18 and having your mother catch you fucking your boyfriend right? Wrong. Mom caught us alright, but she not only caught me, but she caught my cousin, Ann, too. We were both in my bed, with my boyfriend. She walked in just after Jim came in Ann's pussy, and Ann continued to suck my clit for about 10 seconds before she was aware that, as she put it, "the jig was up".

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